Living in Denmark without any mountains around me, skiing is something you do in the Winter Vacation with your family, or something you do during your time in gymnasium with a bus full of drunk happy teenagers in Prague.
In Bavaria it’s a little different, though. With under two hours to the Alps, and all of Austria’s and Switzerland’s amazing ski resorts just waiting right there, skiing is something you’ve been doing since the day you learned to walk. A week of skiing camp, sometimes two, is obligatory in school, just like your English or Math exams. People here don’t rent skis. They own them. I guess for them it’s kinda like going to the beach – except they don’t really have any. (Don’t come to me with your Ammersee or whatever, okay guys? It’s a lake. We go to the beach by the sea.)
The SMV (a school organisation thing in Bavaria), the school council President and his team organised a ski trip for everyone over 15 (or was it 16?) and I love skiing, so of course I came along. We drove in a rented bus to a ski resort in Austria called Axamer Lizum. Since I haven’t been skiing the past two years, I wasn’t really sure if I actually still could ski. I mean, as far as I remembered, I was pretty good, but compared to all the pros down here, I wasn’t so sure.
My little group of people and I had all agreed on “warming up” on a blue hill, just to get it back in our system, but somehow we ended up going on a red hill first, without even realizing it. It wasn’t hard at all, even though I was still a bit insecure, cause this guy Schumacher crashed not so long ago, hit his head on a rock, and his situation is uncertain. Not that I normally worry a lot. I’m just being careful (want to see my parents again someday haha).
We skied from 9 am till around 3:30 pm, the weather was incredible and the people were amazing. I think I crashed about a gazillion times, but it was all good fun, and I didn’t get hurt. The bus trip home was super entertaining, people were all really tired and just talked. Too bad we only went for one day, I would have loved to go to obligatory ski-camp, but it’s only for the 7th graders.
The Alps are breathtaking, really, I mean you see pictures and you hear about it, but it was just so beautiful. We were standing at the top of a mountain at one point, and could look down upon the surrounding mountains and the valley. This sea of fog was covering the small towns down there, and it kind of felt like you were standing on the top of the world.
Anyway, school’s back on tomorrow, got two tests this week, yay. Hope you guys had a great weekend as well!
See ya!
Bianca xx